Wicked Ways

"You're all I've ever had, Fynlee. You and your brother. The two of you are the only ones that have ever given a shit. And I repay you by dragging you into my torment and letting my demons ruin your life along with mine?" Evan shook his head. "It's not right. The things I've done--the things I've been through. They shouldn't be effecting the only two people that I care about."

I locked my eyes with his, holding back the tears that burned my eyes, wanting so desperately to escape. "We would never let you go through this alone, Evan." I shook my head. "I can't erase the trauma, but I can make sure that your own self destruction doesn't do more damage than it already has."

How much can a person go through for the person they love before they decide it's not worth it anymore? Before they realize that love doesn't conquer all like the stories suggest and sometimes, people are too broken to be put back together?